sometimes it happens, sometimes it doesn't,
but when it does, well,
             all the more joy for the spoils
of the day.

i don't mind having "alcoholic" thoughts -
i usually couple them with
something else, something "mystical" -
if you ever read milton's paradise lost,
you'd know that, once satan descends
back to hell with the fruit of "knowledge"
(or should i say: confusion)
                       the fruit turns to ash,
**** me, i can't remember if that's how
it happens exactly...
     i read it such a long time ago:
dante's divine comedy? aged 16 on
the 86 bus: 45 minutes in the morning,
45 minutes in the afternoon,
all the way from romford to seven kings...
ask me about that, and i won't be able
to remember all the details...
    you'd need to show me dürer's etchings:
come on! it's been almost 16 years,
   i wasn't exactly going to get a tattoo on
my *** of a memorable quote, was i?
the alcoholic "thought" - it's rather silly...
i spent about fives minutes doing
the math before the liquour shelves...
so about 15cl of *** in the afternoon,
then four beers mid-afternoon... and now this...
wild turkey: a kentucky bourbon...
that's lawrenceburg, KY...
    great story behind this liquor too:
aged between 5 to 8 years, master brewer:
eddie russell...
      aged in number 4 "alligator char"
(verbatim, the inverted comma bit,
  and the words invited) - american oak,
alligator char american oak...
     ah... the best bit:
             with notes of sweet vanilla,
    pear, and hints of spice...
   and hey! they're not puritans like
the scots are with their whiskey, i.e.:
   no ice, no mixer - great for a stomach ache
as the old highland saying goes...
these bourbon meisters actually consider
it not so much a profanity to mix their
liquor, as an additional option...
   could have said what's the better mixer:
                               pepsi? or ginger ale?
ah right, the "alcoholic" in me -
well, my usual *** 1litre costs 15 quid a pop...
but this wild turkey bourbon was on offer...
down 5 quid...
           will a 30cl really make all that difference
as the night progresses?
        but that's bourbon 70cl at 40.5%
and the *** at 100cl at 37.5%...
will it?
            can it for once not cross your mind
"i" thought, that you can treat yourself?
just once?!
            what eventually happened is that
took the wild, and brought back a domesticated
turkey...
        then? i wanted an optical compensation...
took 6 shots of water 5cl... which made
up the otherwise missing 30cl...
         and then i stood there "thinking" for
a while...
             only the turkey will tell!
   the wild turkey... the wild kentucky turkey...
the wild turkey from kentucky,
but more exactly from lawrenceburg, KY.
(half an hour later) -
i can't remember the last time i drank a liquor
without adding a mixer...
    i'll admit though... you need ice...
oh ****! right right...
       what did the god *shiva (hindu myth)
bring to the disciples of kali -
as myths go, the disciples being demons,
ya-dad ya-dah and a few aeons later...
    fire! water! aqua-ignis!     ignisaqua!
this ****... boooooze-boooooze-oooooh-e!
make that e mousy.